The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 736 Eight treasures of pastries

  Leng Zhengao saw Si surpass them and got up, and reminded: “In order to deliver gifts to everyone, please don’t be confused to avoid omissions.”

  Several hall masters also hurriedly helped to maintain order: "Don’t worry, everyone has it, and there will be no shortage of one."

   "I wonder what the anchor's mother prepared for us? I am looking forward to it."

   "Could it be gourmet food?"

   "I hope it's the picture drawn by the anchor's mother!"

  "Don’t think about such beautiful things. If the anchor’s mother really painted for you, would you dare to accept it?"

   "Don't dare, I'm afraid of going out and being murdered."

  Although there may be everyone here.

  But no one can keep the balance. Anyone will break his heart, spread the things here, and then be known that there is such a magical thing in his body.

   Therefore, even if someone wants to get Si Lingling's painting, they dare not really want it.

  Si Lingling stood quietly on the stage, watching all this with a smile on his face.

  Si Chaoyue, Yan Niu and Lan Qing are in charge of a row each, open their own storage buttons, and take out the gifts that Si Lingling has prepared carefully.

  The gift was rushed by the robot in a beautiful box, and a beautiful bow was tied on it with a ribbon.

   "What's this? The packaging looks good."

   "I smell it, it's the taste of good food, it must be good food."

   "I really want to open it. I don't know if I want to open it now."

   "Wait, let's see what the anchor's mother will say later."

  ...

  When he got the gift, he stared straight at the gift box, wishing to see through the box and see the contents clearly.

  I didn’t get it. I watched eagerly. I really don’t know how eager I was.

   "Sister, what have you prepared?"

  Leng Zhengao approached her and asked in a low voice, "This gift box is not small."

   "It's nothing, it's all food."

  Si Lingling replied casually, "Mung bean cake, red bean cake, osmanthus cake, peach blossom cake, bamboo leaf cake, eight treasure cake, millet cake and rice candy."

   "Eight kinds!"

  Leng Zhengao listened to these cakes and couldn't help swallowing hard, "Sister, if you say it, I'm greedy."

  Si Lingling retracted his gaze to look at him, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you are indispensable."

   "Yeah, I knew that sister was the best to me."

  Leng Zhengao got this answer, so excited he almost didn't jump up.

  In fact, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would really jump up.

  Si Lingling laughed and said: "Look at you, you are a powerful person, and you are so greedy."

   "Oh sister, do you know how many years I haven't eaten these you made?"

  He didn't feel embarrassed to be rejected by her, but plausibly said, "If you have food, you are blessed."

   "The person who came today is really lucky."

  Leng Zhengao said in a low voice, “Sister, don’t prepare any more and let the audience in the live broadcast room draw a lottery. Let’s post it.”

   "After all, it's not just the hundreds of people who really support you these days."

  Si Lingling nodded: "I also considered it, so I prepared some more at home and let the nanny robot start to do it."

  Leng Zhengao: "The robot does not have the same effect as you did with your own hands, right?"

   "I have observed these days."

  Si Lingling told him in a low voice, “I found that no matter who makes the food, as long as it is baptized by my mental energy, the effect is the same.”

  "Especially what the babysitter machines did, after being baptized with my mental power, they were exactly the same."

  "As for what others do, in addition to that effect, what effect there is depends on the person's attitude toward me."

   "Puff..."

  (End of this chapter)